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Terry Collett
Poems
Jul 2013
LIFE BY MISADVENTURE
Auntie’s mutt followed you
around the army base
across parade grounds
and grass between trees
keeping out of the sun
you racing ahead
but the mutt keeping up
getting by you easily
its head looking at you
as if to say
you can't keep up
with me kid
but you tried
and then stopped
on the edge
where the army huts were
and stood staring at them
behind a little way
you could hear
some voice shouting
from a parade ground
and the sound
of marching feet
but there by the huts
it was quiet
except for bird song
and the hum
of distant traffic
Auntie had said
don't go
where I can't see you
but you had
and looking back
the place
where Auntie lived
was out of sight
must have run too far
you said
but the mutt just lay there
with its tongue
hanging out
panting
let's go look around
you said
so the mutt followed you
around the huts
and there were two
large gates
which were locked
and so you and the mutt
crawled underneath
and into the bigger
huts beyond
and you ventured forth
the mutt behind you
wagging its tail
and you looking
through windows spying
but seeing nothing
but desks and chairs
or iron bedsteads
in a long line
then you saw
an open window
and climbed the bricks
and peered in
and there was a whole bunch
of soldiers sitting
at desks
and this tall guy
with a moustache
bellowed out at you
and you leapt down
and made a run for it
towards the double gates
the mutt getting underneath
but you getting stuck
and the moustache soldier
and another pulled you out
and said
what you doing here kid?
you spying?
no mister just looking around
you said nervously
well where you from?
you told him
about your auntie
and how your uncle
was away fighting
some place called Korea
and you were keeping
your auntie safe
and he raised his eyebrows
and said
well keep out kid
go play elsewhere
and he opened up
the double gates
and let you out
and the mutt
was waiting for you
wagging its tail
its tongue hanging out
of its mouth
and you walked back
to Auntie’s place
hoping she'd not find out
and if she asked
where you'd been
you'd say
oh just over there
where the grass is green.
Written by
Terry Collett
Sussex, England
(Sussex, England)
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